I actually have issues with writing in my journal now - by the time I find the time to do so, I feel like I have to write a novel to keep it current. I don't have time to write a novel though, so here are the cliff notes.
DarkKnight seems to be increasingly depressed. His knee doesn't hurt, because of the tight wrap, and so he tries to do more than he should. His orthopedic appointment is tomorrow morning at 8 am, so I am looking forward to going to that with him. He is upset right now because he is very worried about being able to perform in his theater show. It opens this coming Friday, and when he showed up at rehearsal yesterday, they sent him home because they wanted him to get cleared by the doctor first. Which, I must say, is what I told him he should do. Why on earth would he risk further damaging his knee?! He can be stubborn.
I am also feeling very disconnected sexually from DarkKnight, because I don't think we've been together in a long time. We were totally going to get freaky the other night, but then he broke his kneecap. He is going to be home all day today since he was supposed to be at rehearsal, so I am hoping that I can pounce on him and snuggle. I have not been able to even sleep with him in the same bed - I am way too squirmy and just laying with him in the daytime, I was bumping his leg lots.
That said, DarkKnight DID take our daughter to her shop class this weekend and he is still trying to make dinner and is up and down the stairs on his breaks at work. I want to shake him, but that prolly isn't the best response.
On Friday my daughter had a teen hangout in Frederick, and since PunkRock had the day off of work, he drove her there with me riding shotgun. After we dropped her off, we went to Red Robin so I could get my free birthday burger. I really enjoyed talking with him and just being in his presence. We decided to go to a tiny park nearby - one I used to go to ALL the time with M, back when he and I were together. I hadn't been there since then, so I was a little apprehensive. It ended up being AWESOME though.
The park was almost completely deserted and the weather was gorgeous. We were able to climb up on some rocks overlooking the river, and hold each other, followed by intensely amazing super fun sexy times. Honestly, I can't remember ever having done any outdoor sexual things with PunkRock. I am not sure why, but wow - I need to try it again soon. Lol Unfortunately, we were interrupted by a little kid - I heard him before he got within sight view of us, so he avoided being traumatized.
It was really very good for me to be able to connect with PunkRock, but it was also very healthy for me in another way, I think. Afterward I really did feel like I had reclaimed a place that held only sad thoughts for me - a location now that has fresh, positive memories instead of ones that foster regret and sadness because of M.
After we left the park, PunkRock pulled over to take photos of a rusted out steam shovel - he left the car running so I could have A/C. I liked watching his boyish enthusiasm for old things. It's one of the things about him that please me so - he loves rusty, old machines or metal pieces. Since I have a strong aversion to all things metal (I am a weirdo) this is definitely more of an attraction to PunkRock, rather than to the thing he is taking photos of.
I will have to write more later. Dammit.